Mystikal - That's The Ni**a lyrics

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Mystikal - That's The Ni**a lyrics

Say K, are we gon' lay up back? Kick this b**h raw, you heard me Like some of that ol' [Incomprehensible] sh** Microphone check, check, check one Microphone check, check, check two Microphone check, check, check three Microphone check, check, check four What y'all n***as wanna do, how y'all gon' do it? Check, check one, kick this sh** raw Y'all know me They say that's the n***a, that's the n***a That's the n***a, that's the n***a That's the n***a, that's the n***a That's the n***a, that's the n***a Turn your hands towards your a** an' say bye bye From the South side, South side, puff ya ya ya Nothin' but the fire ya Eardrums snatchin', champion, cheap rhyme busters 'Til the day I die I say I lie b**h, I'll be f**in' on your grave singin', Ay la ba I throw 'em off, I'm two scoops from coo coo I swoosh through your fruit loops, poo poo in your Fubu Y'all n***as remember what happened to that mosquito Stop your water, turn off your gas, cut off your lights Move you out, cut your gra**, watch your kids, f** your wife Like a bacon, egg an' cheese sandwich, I'm good Mmm, like syrup on the biscuit an' orange juice [Incomprehensible] Come an' let me take you by the hand an' walk ya I'm the thief in the night that slide your drawers off ya Watch where ya steppin', I'm a verbal weapon Bring more pain then when John Wayne came on old westerns What is the actual f**in' meanin'? I come in this b**h without leavin', this b**h that think we leanin' It's been like that since way back I used to rock eight tracks before I rocked eight decks Concepts goin', stay fat, concerts goin', stay packed Ownership's goin', stay black, n***a, this is payback I scrape ya somethin' crawlin' to establishment Now I'm Country Club livin' from the scribble, scrabblin' my talent Proper, proper droppin' somethin' decent Y'all n***as is as f**ed up as Santa Clause for Easter I'm a keep comin' as long as KLC keep drummin' An' the only way to stop me is call the people for me f** them people, I'll f** over you if I have to That's the n***a, that's that ba*tard That's the n***a, that's the n***a That's the n***a, that's the n***a That's the n***a, that's the n***a That's the n***a, that's the n***a That's the n***a, that's the n***a That's the n***a, that's the n***a That's the n***a, that's the n***a That's the n***a, that's that ba*tard I'm that n***a, I'm that the n***a I'm that n***a, I'm that the n***a I'm that n***a, I'm that the n***a I'm that n***a, I'm that the n***a Who that with that say they can't sell, boy? They from third ward, I'm from 12th ward For y'all [Incomprehensible] The guitars on these boys an' get down an' go off All sides get high when they ride to my words They mine an' they high when I'm live in concert f** who you bringin', just ain't no show [Incomprehensible] I don't need nine or ten pack Of n***as rappin' with me, I'm independent Make frontin', stuntin' n***as lose their stomach They lose their clout, they lose their cool An' after I come in this b**h, they lose their woman Hello Ghetto Fabulous an' big mansions an' fine fabrics Like a man, my money an' my p**y come automatic You don't wanna status with a hardcore rhyme fanatic Full speed dead at it, vocabulary acrobatic That's him, that's that rapper That's the man, that's the n***a, that's that ba*tard That's the n***a, that's the n***a That's the n***a, that's the n***a What is the actually f**in' meanin'?

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